Chapter 75
Morning.
The Bearded wonton stall was steaming hot.
The aroma could be smelled from afar.
The neatly dressed Jiang Changtian was passing by the stall, but he usually wouldn't stop.
He rarely ate food from outside.
First, it was a waste of money, and second, his stomach was weak, so he might not be able to tolerate anything he ate.
Moreover, he had already eaten before going out.Diiscover new stories at novelhall.com
His appetite was quite mild, and just filling his stomach was enough.
But today, he unexpectedly saw a person at the stall who absolutely should not have been there.
It was his extremely well-mannered elder brother, Jiang Huaisheng.
He thought about it for a while and stopped his steps, waiting.
Soon, he saw the man coming with a food box, smiling.
His elder brother was actually buying this kind of street food himself, when there were cooks in the manor.
"Elder brother."
In the cold wind, Jiang Changtian trembled slightly and called out.
Jiang Huaisheng looked up and saw the man in front of him, who was taller than him.
He was taken aback for a moment.
"Elder brother, what are you doing here?"
The smile on Jiang Huaisheng's face hadn't completely faded, showing that he had encountered something he was very happy about.
"Fei'er is pregnant."
Jiang Changtian responded subconsciously, "It's not my business."
Jiang Huaisheng: ...
His smile disappeared completely, and his expression became solemn.
"What are you doing here?"
This year, he rarely coughed, and his joints didn't hurt much either.
He felt it was thanks to Sister Xia, who had gone over mountains and valleys to find all kinds of nourishing things for him to eat in order to strengthen his body.
But at this moment, standing in front of his elder brother, he still felt a little cold.
He shouldn't have said those words.
But he still said them.
Perhaps deep down, he still had some yearnings for his elder brother.
Because in the past, his elder brother's gaze towards him also had a touch of tenderness.
He still remembered the exile journey, when his elder brother carried him and walked for a very long distance. That day, his elder brother's feet were all blistered and bleeding.
He remembered his elder brother only had one steamed bun, and he gave him half of it.
That time was really good, he wished he could walk that road for the rest of his life.
That road was so difficult, but to him, it was the last warmth.
Because on the road, his mother didn't push him away either, and he even leaned against his mother's leg and slept on the cart for a night.
Jiang Changtian smiled as he looked at his elder brother.
His elder brother came to buy street food himself, so his elder brother must have expectations for his next child.
He also wanted to brag a bit to his elder brother about how good his little daughter was, how smart and obedient, and how she looked just like him.
The cold wind was blowing.
He just said:
"Congratulations, elder brother, you are going to be a father again."
As a father, one must protect one's own child.
He still had to go out and hustle.
After saying that, he quickly turned and walked away, his figure slightly unsteady and hurried.
He soon disappeared into the white mist.
Jiang Huaisheng looked at the retreating figure, thin and tall.
In the winter, others would dress in bulky clothes, but he wouldn't, he was still broad like the wind was blowing through him.